Monday, August 30, 2021

#"She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die;

 "She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die;

And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:"
Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.

#KSRposting
29.08.2021

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